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Chapter 2: I'll Steal For You

Ginny held a hand to her mouth feeling her cheeks redden at their warmth. It was amazing how Draco could do that to her. Take her from one state of mind to another, entirely. He had kissed her hard on the mouth before leaving and as much as she had wanted him to leave when he had first gotten there, as usual as she watched him disappear into the darkness, she wished he would stay with her.

"In another world," She sighed to herself shaking her head as she scampered back inside.

"Where were you?" Harry asked upon her entrance, he was standing directly in front of the door as if just about to go outside himself.

"Uh, I just needed some air," Ginny lied her face burning red. "Why?"

"I was looking for you," Harry said softly.

"Oh," She didn't really know how to reply to that. Since they had broken up Harry hadn't seemed interested to even be in the same room as Ginny was, let alone have an actual conversation with her. He looked nervous standing there in front of her, staring at his feet. She smiled looking at the worn, plaid, pajama pants her mother had made him for Christmas the year before. She remembered curling up beside him and falling asleep with the soft fabric against her bare legs, "What about?"

"Um, nothing really, I guess, I just, um, Ron and Hermione are already asleep, and I can't sleep, so I was hoping maybe we could talk a bit, if you're not too busy."

"No, of course not," Ginny said walking towards the sofa near the fire place. She motioned for him to follow.

"You shouldn't go outside alone at night like that," Harry said sitting next to her, and making sure to leave a good foot long gap between them.

"Why not?" Ginny asked, raising an eyebrow, "Because then you won't be able to find me for midnight chatting sessions?" Harry grinned and the stiffness of the situation began to melt away.

"It's just dangerous, you know, I worry about you," He said shyly.

"You shouldn't, I'm a big girl, I can handle myself-"

"But if something were to happen to you, you know I'd feel responsible… I hate that I've made you a target just by.." He trailed off.

"Just by what?" Ginny asked slowly.

"Just by, caring about you." Both of them flushed at this looking immediately away from each other.

"Well, that's part of the reason we broke up, isn't it? For my safety," Ginny said matter-of-factly.

"Sometimes I wonder if that's a good reason…" Harry murmured slowly… Ginny's eyes widened and she knew she had to leave, she had to leave before things got more complicated than they already were.

"Well, I'm really tired," She blurted out suddenly. Harry seemed to snap back into an overly stiff and polite mode, the intimacy of the conversation lost.

"You are?" He asked obviously disappointed. Ginny sighed guiltily.

"I can stay up for a bit longer if you'd li-"

"No, no, it's ok, go on to sleep, I'm sorry I kept you up." He said, embarrassed.

"That's ok… It was nice talking to you.. Even if it was just for a moment…" Ginny muttered smiling awkwardly. Harry nodded sighing and turning his back to her as she walked off.

"Just get over her," she heard him mutter under his breath to himself as she started up the stairs. Ginny's stomach dropped as she heard it and as she held up the wand she had snagged from his pocket while they were sitting together she had a conflict of emotions. Maybe it could still work between her and Harry… She would never have a chance of it working with her and Draco… Maybe she should- a vision of Draco being murdered by death eaters for the killing of Lucius popped into her mind and she knew what she had to do.

She slid the wand back into her pocket and continued up the staircase to her bedroom. Draco would be coming the next evening, and he'd have what he needed.

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